the silence of nothingness
I really don't know what to do when the silence of nothingness echoes across my entity, my ens
It tends to suck, like the space does, ever noticed how some force drags people around in space as they get sucked into its colossal emptiness?
I fill it with the noise the tv produces, yes, I still watch the tv, or rather, more like have it has a background noise because the silence is too much
I suckle though too some sense of joy, akin the same joy those or them who like to meditate. I have noise proof windows so I only see the freshly filled with new green leaves branches waver around by the cold Nordic wind this early June 2022.
though silent, nothingness has a knack for making itself present, usually in a negative way, accosting the narrative of the brain, affecting its wave pattern, playing tricks in the mind or rushing by through the corner of the eye. It is a jester of first order, a prankster, a Loki. No matter how many times I verify it nothingness eludes my efforts to locate it.